Ancient Dragon Spell

"Hum..."

In the face of Qin Feng's hand, the mouth of the Lord suddenly sneered, and the voice of cold hum came out.

"Bang long"

"it's really not easy to hide. However, I haven't used all my strength just now. Qin Feng, my sect has already understood your plan. You deliberately left a soul mark on the disciples of this sect, and deliberately let me chase them to kill me..."

The corner of Qin Feng's mouth set off a silky sneer.

"Now, it seems a little late!"

But he didn't remind Qin Feng so kindly, but he knew more clearly that once Qin Feng really fell, he would have to follow the bad luck. After all, at this time, he was in the soul world of Qinfeng, losing everything and prospering.

"Boy, run away quickly, or you will die!"

The voice of cursing the king of heaven is more and more urgent:

"decadent blood can't resist at all. With the powerful power of corruption, it can corrupt all things!"

However, I didn't expect that there was a rotten blood on the body of the exterminator on that day, which was greatly beyond Qin Feng's expectation.

Since then, after his disappearance, it is rare for him to have decayed blood.

Qin Feng also knows about this name. It is said that the owner of the first generation of decadent archaic blood is regarded as the rotten emperor. He is a wonderful guy. He once set off a storm in the mainland of Wu.

"Rotten blood?"

Qin Feng's body slowly presents, his eyes have become dignified and extraordinary.

the curse God demon king roared in the soul world of Qinfeng. At the moment, his face showed a shock that could not be covered up.

"Rotten blood This guy has rotten blood

At the next moment, within the range of several kilometers, a crack was formed. The crack crackled, and the decadent atmosphere of Taoism was constantly evolving.

"Qin Feng's face was shocked, but he didn't expect that the hand of the Lord Mie reached such an amazing level that his figure flew back and forth quickly.

"What?"

The scythe dances, directly toward the Qin wind speed does not reduce again to attack and kill.

"Bang!"

In Qin Feng's astonished eyes, the energy of his God's empty shadow actually met the black sickle. The moment he started to eat, the next moment, he appeared a slow state. More than that, that energy, in the blink of an eye, changed many times, and then completely dissipated into a circle of black traces.

"HISHI, HISHI..."

Suddenly, where the black sickle went, it even formed a muddy posture. It was clear that the space was completely decayed.

"Shua"

"decaying sickle..."

At the next moment, in the strange traces of the Lord Mie, a huge long black sickle was formed, and it was cut out.

Looking at Qin Feng, the tianmie patriarch's eyes were clearly disdained:

"however, you will not know how humble your strength is in front of this sect. To your degree, you are a genius. However, compared with this sect, the gap is too big Go

A black trace, the sudden flow, like a dragon general, everywhere, all rotten, turned into a muddy appearance, people seem to be in the swamp in general